After finishing the exam, I had some lunch and slept for fours, then had dinner. At dinner, I shit you not, my fortune cookie read:

I didn't think of it at the time, but I should have gone immediately to the store and bought lottery tickets with the numbers on the fortune. Oh well. If 16, 17, 20, 23, 26, and 38 win tomorrow, someone shoot me.

After dinner I helped set up for a DMC party in Lobdell, then went to Jamie's for a big par-tay. It was a party to celebrate several things. Jamie and Cam had just moved into the new place so it was sort of a housewarming party, it was Dean and Aisling's birthday, Jamie had just finished his quals as well, and (again, I shit you not), Jonah had just survived being stabbed!

Apparently, some guy stabbed him with a small blade right outside his house. The wound was not deep and he'll be fine, but apparently it was quite an ordeal. He went around showing the bandages on his chest to everyone. It was rumored that he's glad he got stabbed; it's become a real conversation piece at parties.

In other news, the shuttle got off fine today, despite my missing the launch (I had a test to take or something). The replay on NASA-TV was awesome; the atmospheric conditions were perfect so the shockwaves as the shuttle went past Mach 1 were visable and very very cool looking. Maybe, now that I've [likely] passed my exam, I still have a shot at someday being aboard that thing.